Doomsday Wonderland

"You do not know?"

The voice of Bohemia is eight degrees. "Why did you know if you bought the spaceship?"

Lin Sanjiu sat on the floor of the corridor and was screaming at his temple.

“When I bought it, I thought it was just a house,” she murmured. “The seller didn’t give me a manual. How do I know if it can complete long-distance interplanetary navigation?”

"You asked Shales!"

"I have asked, too many terms, I don't understand." Lin Sanjiu sighed, but not as anxious as Bohemia: "It feels like it means that if the conditions are met, then You can carry out a certain distance of interplanetary navigation... But when you ask deeper, there are more words that I can't understand."

Shales is not the same as the highly artificial intelligence of the hometown of the dolls: it is closer to the imitative intelligence system demonstrated by the "Chinese room" thinking experiment; in other words, it does not understand what a sentence means. It only has the knowledge reserves and functions to handle this sentence and make a correct response.

No matter how worried, they have no way to go back. They can only bite their teeth and go down. Fortunately, there are a lot of materials taken from the Yuehai, and maybe they can be used by Shales.

"It's stupid!"

Bohemian herself was anxious to jump, but there was no way; she turned a few laps in the same place, and the only thing she could do was to rush to the front of the porthole and look out through the "crossing path garden".

"Where did the flood come?" Lin Sanshang sat up with a physical problem.

"There is no reference in space. How do I know where it is? Anyway, the entire RH102 is now submerged, radiant, pretty good... although it continues to rush forward, but the speed is not as fast as Exodus, It should not catch up."

Bohemia pouted and complained: "If it is really hit, is it transmitted together or separately? You still owe me a lot of money, and you can't run it. If I have a visa, Can I give priority to the visa world?"

"The law of the Great Flood is that there is no law, so everything is possible."

"The most you can say is nonsense."

Lin Sanjiu was too lazy to argue with her. She just stood up and patted the ash. I looked at the people in front of me and said, "I am going to see how the doll is going. Let’s go back to rest. We have been struggling too much these days. Tight, after I came out of the medical room, I also planned to go straight to sleep."

Watching a few people disappear into the hallway, she turned to the other direction, and the pace was light and fast, pushing the door of a coffee shop.

"Salles," she closed the door, lowered her waist, and whispered to the interactive interactive console for the drink. "There is a complete lock on the medical room, and no one is allowed to enter, including myself. Automatically unlocked after three hours."

“Yes.” The system responded softly, “—the medical room is now locked.”

"When I said ‘Begin’, you recorded my words.” Lin Sanshui cleared his throat and shouted “Start” and raised his voice slightly – “I am taking a shower, I will say it at night!”

Confirming that Shales recorded the sentence, she told: "If someone knocks on my door, you will play the recording to them."

Closing the door of the coffee shop, Lin San wine looked around and boarded a suspension cabin that had already waited for her.

As she stepped into the control room, the lights lightly lit up and whitened the quiet, cold room. After a few words from Charles, she flipped through the card library and found a box that was handed in when moving the goods on the Yuehai, and turned a bunch of metal utensils out of it. With the power of [Description], the pile of metalware slowly decomposes like a melt, reconstituting a line box.

This line box is described by her in the control room. It is enough for a person. Although the interior is empty, it looks like it is part of the room.

Lin Sanjiu opened the door and walked in.

Standing motionless in a narrow, dark box was naturally a little uncomfortable; she held her arms and closed her eyes for a while, and suddenly opened her eyes and breathed a breath.

She seems to have forgotten the diary card on the Yuehai number!

At that time, one after another, she did not have time to go back to the Okto room to recover the diary card; now it is impossible to go back, can only try to remotely summon it again...

After trying for a few minutes, she leaned almost desperately against the inside of the box.

Although there is a "non-remote control" in the diary card description, she still has a little bit of luck - after all, remote control and summoning may not be the same thing. But she has already tried a sweat, and the diary card has not responded like a sinking sea... It seems that it must be taken back by hand.

Is there any other method?

She carefully recalled the instructions on the diary card and slammed her lips. Without waiting for her to figure out what to do, a painful pain suddenly exploded in her body, as if someone was using a sharp electric drill to pass through her bone marrow a little bit; she was so dizzy that she was still in her own eyes. I couldn’t feel anything, and when I was soft, I slipped down, and my forehead slammed into the cool wall of the cabinet.

As if... it seems that part of her was destroyed.

She thought she was very clear about which part was destroyed.

The pain is as rapid as the ebb tide, and it is as abrupt as it was when it came. As her gaze gradually recovered, a female voice was also passed into her ear: "...What sound?"

She is too familiar with this voice.

That is her own.

Lin Sanshui held his breath and slowly stood up again quietly. The light passed through the gap in the door of the line box, which reflected the color of her eyeballs.

... Another "Lin San wine" has just entered the control room.

“The hull is partially aging, please check it in time.”

This is the answering procedure that Charles has set up - in the next three hours, once it is asked "What is it?" or "What voice", no matter who the question is. It will reply to this sentence.

"Lin San Jiu" nodded. She dresses exactly like herself, bandages, vests and field pants.

Even the clothes are fully equipped, no doubt, this is the result of Luzer’s ability to deform.

This reminds her of the problem that has been plaguing her. Luzer must be somewhere to constantly transform others; but the Yuehai has been thrown on the RH102, and only two foreign characters have come to Exodus. Could it be said that Luzer really is Luzer himself?

"Give him permission," another "Lin San wine" shouted, "Let him come in."

"What level of authority?"

"crew."

This is her authority to give the Mao brothers. Specifically, it is the “secondary crew” that Lin Sanjiu found in the system – but she only told the Mao brothers that they have the “crew” authority, so this one is not aware of the crew’s authority. Will be graded.

She quietly remembered the first pen in her heart: the Mao brothers told this person their authority - most likely just the salt of the salt - but concealed the flood.

Shales did not ask, just as it did not ask why "Lin San Jiu" would appear in two places at the same time. As soon as the door opened, Luzer walked in.

There was no change in his appearance, and the warmth of the eyes that seemed to be with the sun was still clear, as she recalled. The juvenile looks faded, but the unique look and brilliance -

Lin Sanjiu just thought of this, but it was like being slap in the palm of his hand.

The gentle expression faded from Luzer's face, and it was like a human skin that was quickly torn off from a face; if she hadn't stared at it, she almost thought that the face had changed. .

The five senses are still the five senses of Luzer. But after the look was very different, he looked almost like another person: one eyebrows swelled up, one side of the mouth smashed down, this portrait was like a careless, playful expression, placed on Luzer’s face, watching It’s awkward and contrary.

"Call," he stretched out a big stretch. "I really killed me. I didn't even dare to say a word in order to be afraid of the stuffing."

Seeing that the world is coming to an end. I intend to plan for the next world at least after a week after the end of each world; this time I thought that the holiday time can just overlap with my August trip (Yes, I went out early, and I have to go Two places, one for each month)... Now, look at how many fakes you have to ask...